Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 19:33:00 GMT -5
"Why are you doing this to me?" The girl moaned but Kelly grunted and just jerked her chain bondage, "Just keep up girl if you want to live!"
The girls name turned out to be Olivia, she was 19, and been traveling with her whole family. Each member dying as they chased through state to state, she thought losing her father was a nightmare but her last couple of days with Kelly was the REAL nightmare.
His truck broke down the day before and it sent him into a rage, he attackrd her knocking her out cold. When Olivia woke she had been chained up to a tree and her left hand hurt like Hell! When she spotted Kelly he was roasting what she had through were hot dogs but in fact it was all five fingers on her left hand!
The man was deranged and even offered her some at one point he tried force feeding her one but she had fought back until he punched her knocking her out again.
Now they were hiking through the woods, her right eye was swollen shut, her body exhausted from no water, and Kelly just dragged her on.
"Mister I'd be a lot better if we could just pause for a," she would have finished with a minute had Kelly not truned around and kicked her in the gut knocking her down onto sharp rocks.
"Take a break!" He yelled. Kelly was lost he'd lost track of the motorcycle noises an hour ago but he tracked on because eventually they'd hit some stalled cars and have to move them. They did that a lot now.
With his hands on his hips he scanned the forest, "You hungry?"
Through tears she shook her head, "Thirsty."
Kelly turned his back to her and she heard him unzip his pants, "Drink up."
Kelly began to piss on the ground, a few seconds pass he shakes and zips his pants back up. Olivia just cried.
"Better? Lets go," with a little jerk Kelly pulled her back to her feet and they tracked on.
A DAY LATER....
Kelly had fallen asleep inside the run down camper leaving his prize chained to the table, she'd received a nasty punishment before bed. Smart mouths were mot to be tolerated by Kelly, he was providing for her and she didn't respect that.
"Oh miss wakey wakey," Kelly grunted pushing himself off the bed, but nothing was returned, "Yiu still mad at me?
Slidimg the divider aside Kelly was given his answer of silence. Olivia was dead and now a rotter. She snapped and fought against her bonds. Kelly kicked a hole into one of the weaker cabinets and with his pistol began to unload a whole clip into the deceased. The last three rounds penetrated her skull and black mushy brain matter painted the table.
Tossing the pistol he grabbed his other guns and left. Kelly began tracking towards the only sign of town which was 14 miles, straight shot with all the cars now clear.
HOURS LATER....
Kelly found his way into a small one gas station town, but as usual it was picked clean except for a army truck crashed through a old two story building. Kelly decided to explore and it proved to be a worthy score.
In the back of the truck, the part that hadn't burned up, was a weapon cache. He scored a high powered scoped sniper rifle, grenades, and military rations that would last months. Kelly packed as much as he could and was about to start walking again when under brush and rubble was the barrel of a tank.
Kelly mounted the machine and opened the hatch. The only noise that escapef was a couple rats and the hissing of the dead. The military man could only crawl as one leg was missing, Kelly quickly put it down with the stomp of a boot. Upon further digging Kelly found the manuel and a grin cut across his face, "Daddy likes."
The girls name turned out to be Olivia, she was 19, and been traveling with her whole family. Each member dying as they chased through state to state, she thought losing her father was a nightmare but her last couple of days with Kelly was the REAL nightmare.
His truck broke down the day before and it sent him into a rage, he attackrd her knocking her out cold. When Olivia woke she had been chained up to a tree and her left hand hurt like Hell! When she spotted Kelly he was roasting what she had through were hot dogs but in fact it was all five fingers on her left hand!
The man was deranged and even offered her some at one point he tried force feeding her one but she had fought back until he punched her knocking her out again.
Now they were hiking through the woods, her right eye was swollen shut, her body exhausted from no water, and Kelly just dragged her on.
"Mister I'd be a lot better if we could just pause for a," she would have finished with a minute had Kelly not truned around and kicked her in the gut knocking her down onto sharp rocks.
"Take a break!" He yelled. Kelly was lost he'd lost track of the motorcycle noises an hour ago but he tracked on because eventually they'd hit some stalled cars and have to move them. They did that a lot now.
With his hands on his hips he scanned the forest, "You hungry?"
Through tears she shook her head, "Thirsty."
Kelly turned his back to her and she heard him unzip his pants, "Drink up."
Kelly began to piss on the ground, a few seconds pass he shakes and zips his pants back up. Olivia just cried.
"Better? Lets go," with a little jerk Kelly pulled her back to her feet and they tracked on.
A DAY LATER....
Kelly had fallen asleep inside the run down camper leaving his prize chained to the table, she'd received a nasty punishment before bed. Smart mouths were mot to be tolerated by Kelly, he was providing for her and she didn't respect that.
"Oh miss wakey wakey," Kelly grunted pushing himself off the bed, but nothing was returned, "Yiu still mad at me?
Slidimg the divider aside Kelly was given his answer of silence. Olivia was dead and now a rotter. She snapped and fought against her bonds. Kelly kicked a hole into one of the weaker cabinets and with his pistol began to unload a whole clip into the deceased. The last three rounds penetrated her skull and black mushy brain matter painted the table.
Tossing the pistol he grabbed his other guns and left. Kelly began tracking towards the only sign of town which was 14 miles, straight shot with all the cars now clear.
HOURS LATER....
Kelly found his way into a small one gas station town, but as usual it was picked clean except for a army truck crashed through a old two story building. Kelly decided to explore and it proved to be a worthy score.
In the back of the truck, the part that hadn't burned up, was a weapon cache. He scored a high powered scoped sniper rifle, grenades, and military rations that would last months. Kelly packed as much as he could and was about to start walking again when under brush and rubble was the barrel of a tank.
Kelly mounted the machine and opened the hatch. The only noise that escapef was a couple rats and the hissing of the dead. The military man could only crawl as one leg was missing, Kelly quickly put it down with the stomp of a boot. Upon further digging Kelly found the manuel and a grin cut across his face, "Daddy likes."